Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

"Come in!"

Dumbledore picked up his wand and waved it gently at the documents piled up to the ceiling.

Professor McGonagall appeared at the door, still wearing the familiar dark green robe, which was her favorite style.

Beside Dumbledore, there were only the corrected documents, "Minerva, good evening!"

"Albus, good evening!" Professor McGonagall stepped forward and handed over a letter with a blue stamp of crossed wands on it.

"It's really rare that they would send a letter at this time..." Dumbledore took the letter, but did not open it, just put it aside.

"This is the list of Hogwarts partners this year." He pushed the stack of documents to Professor McGonagall, "It's still the old rules. Submit it to the board of directors after review."

Professor McGonagall nodded gently, simply flipped through the documents, and a bit of annoyance appeared on her face.

"Professor Lockhart's books are expensive, and the original scholarships are not enough."

Dumbledore held his neck with his hands and turned his neck left and right, "Of course I know, so I wrote an application, and the board of directors will approve another scholarship."

He groaned and knocked on the table, "Minerva, I've been busy recently. From your perspective, what do you think of Professor Lockhart?"

A set of tea sets appeared in front of Dumbledore, and there was a plate of colorful macarons next to it.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tighter, looked at the steaming tea and slowly said: "Similar to the opinion before the start of the school, I must say..."

"The position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is actually not suitable for him." Her words were very conservative, "Professor Snape also asked me to ask why he didn't choose him."

"He asks you to ask me this question every year." Dumbledore took a bite of the macaron, "I haven't waited for this sentence these days, and I always feel that something is missing."

"As far as I know, except for the poor performance in the first class, he seems to continue to surprise students in the following classes."

Professor McGonagall glanced at the stack of documents again, "Albus, it seems that you are busy in the afternoon. I don't know what he did..."

"Fred and George... are the twins of Weasley. They blew up the big iron cage and the elf flew out."

"The elf snatched Lockhart's wand, and then they aimed the wand at... cough cough... aimed at... cough cough cough!"

She coughed violently, with an arc at the corner of her mouth that was difficult to hide.

"It seems that I missed something... well, sad." Dumbledore's mouth also curved slightly, "Maybe he needs some blood tonic?"

"It's really too out of control!" Professor McGonagall's control ability is very strong, and she quickly stopped coughing.

But I don't know whether these words are for Lockhart or for himself.

She exhaled lightly and continued, "It was just an ordinary injury. Poppy only took a second to heal the injury."

"Let's get back to the point! With Fred and George's abilities, plus how close they are to Hufflepuff, I'm afraid that after tomorrow... this matter will spread throughout Hogwarts."

"Albus, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the past two years... especially this year, is really... you should understand what I mean. Is the curse of the mysterious man real?"

Dumbledore's face became serious, "This is something I can't be sure of, just like so far... I can't be sure whether Voldemort is really dead."

"What is certain is that the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is indeed special. After all, new professors need to be found every year, and even I would be embarrassed..."

"We paid too heavy a price in the years of fighting Voldemort. Today, there are not many wizards who can teach this course, and our choices are very limited."

Professor McGonagall nodded and sighed softly, "This... I certainly understand that point. "

Dumbledore continued, "Minerva, you should know that I am sure Voldemort will come back."

Professor McGonagall nodded and said, "Of course!"

Dumbledore crossed his fingers and leaned forward a little, "I noticed Quirinus's weirdness, and through the theft in Gringotts, I confirmed my thoughts."

"Albania is Voldemort's hiding place, and Quirinus happened to go there. If my guess is correct, it is better to let Voldemort under my nose than to reject Quirrell."

"It is better to have a goal than to have no goal... I want to observe Voldemort, and I also want to try to help Quirinus. I must admit that if it weren't for Vizet..."

He paused, and his ten fingers were tightly together, "If it weren't for Vizet's help, I couldn't dig out the other side of Quirinus, and maybe he would have a different ending. "

"As for Professor Lockhart, the knowledge in those books is actually very useful. "Dumbledore waved his wand, and a copy of "Wandering with Werewolves" flew to his side.

He opened the book and read it carefully. There were also many annotations on it. "Minerva, have you read this book? The content inside is very interesting."

"I once visited Professor Marlowe Ferfang because of something. He is an authority on werewolf research. I went to Armenia with Professor Ferfang..."

"Professor Ferfang told me that he found clues from the traces. There is a wizard in Armenia who may have magic to help werewolves escape their tragic fate."

"Werewolf?" Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses. "Could it be that the story in that book... is related to this Armenian wizard?"

"That's right!" Dumbledore turned to three-quarters of "Wandering with Werewolves" and pushed it to Professor McGonagall.

"Restoring Humanoid Spell?" Professor McGonagall quickly found the key point.

Dumbledore nodded, "This magic does exist. It can weaken werewolves temporarily, making it easier to control them, but it doesn't last long."

"This is a very niche magic. Due to the difficulty of learning, it is almost lost. Only a few people know this magic."

Chapter 87 Like a Thunderbird

"Since this is a very niche magic..." Professor McGonagall frowned, "Professor Lockhart..."

She turned "Wandering with Werewolves" to the front, "Also Armenia? Could this story be..."

Dumbledore shrugged helplessly, "As far as I know, it's like this!"

"Gilderoy Lockhart should be sent to Azkaban!" Professor McGonagall's eyebrows were raised, and her tone became tough.

"But we can't do that." Dumbledore shrugged, "The Armenian wizard has lost his memory..."

He waved his wand again and summoned Lockhart's other works.

Seeing Dumbledore's actions, Professor McGonagall's eyes were filled with disbelief, "Albus, you mean..."

"That's right!" Dumbledore nodded, "Most of the experiences in these books have real eyewitnesses."

"I tried to find two of the eyewitnesses, and found that they also lost their memories... Even I can't find them back."

Professor McGonagall asked, "Can't we do something?"

Dumbledore exhaled, waved his wand, and let the books return to their original positions.

He gave a mysterious smile and turned to look at the box of peppermint licorice candies, "At least there is no way now... but time will tell..."

Professor McGonagall adjusted her mood and regained her composure, "Is this also the reason why you let Lockhart... enter the school?"

Dumbledore nodded, "If they can put aside their prejudices and disenchant Lockhart himself, they will find what they want in the book."

"Lockhart is still in Hogwarts. I believe that by getting along with him, students will gradually learn how to distinguish between true and false... and dare to challenge authority."

"Perhaps in this regard... Ravenclaw did a good job." Professor McGonagall rubbed his brow, "I have noticed these days They have started studying those books. "

"This is not a surprising news." Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, "I hope Harry...can understand another point."

"By the way!" Professor McGonagall remembered something, "What you told me at the end of last school year will start this weekend."

Dumbledore said with interest: "Transfiguration magic... Animagus, a very interesting and ancient ritual magic, I wonder how much he can learn from it?"

"He is very talented in Transfiguration magic, and he gave me a surprise in the first Transfiguration magic class." Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses, her tone revealed satisfaction, and her face was a little arc.

Dumbledore murmured, "Speaking of which...he also used Transfiguration magic in Professor Lockhart's first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and it seemed to be on a large scale?"

"In the past few days of class, Gryffindor students all want to learn how to transform into iron cages..." Professor McGonagall's tone revealed a bit of helplessness.

"I've rarely seen them so enthusiastic before. Even the speed of learning this Transfiguration magic is much faster than the previous ones."

"After the spell is successfully cast, they will compare with each other to see whose iron cage is better and closer to the iron cage that Vizette transformed..."

"It seems that Vizette only used Transfiguration magic in that class, at least on the surface..." Dumbledore smiled, and his slightly narrowed eyes showed deep satisfaction.

He didn't say half a sentence. If Vizette wanted to deal with those elves, there must be a more convenient way without the help of other students.

But Vizette didn't do that. He called on everyone to act together and face those elves together. Through everyone's strength, they worked together to prevent the elves from destroying.

Maybe this is... the difference between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor?

Dumbledore thought so.

"Minerva, do you know that there is a magical animal in North America?" He took a sip of the teacup, "They have a good relationship with Muggles and are even worshipped by local indigenous people."

"Of course I know." Professor McGonagall nodded and said, "Thunderbird... Perhaps Newt will have a deeper impression of it than me."

"Cough cough cough..." Dumbledore coughed several times and returned to the original topic, "Thunderbirds will unconsciously bring rain when they fly in the sky."

"In Arizona, such rainfall is very important, so they are especially worshipped by local people. Of course, they don't just bring rain..."

"Thunderbirds also have the talent of thunder and lightning. You really should go and see it. The thunder and lightning released by thunderbirds are very beautiful... It looks beautiful!"

"But it's a thunderbird..." Professor McGonagall's tone revealed a bit of regret, "If it was a lion, it would be even better..."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and shook his head gently. At this moment, the two Gryffindors fell silent.

"According to the current situation, we will have to find a new professor next year." Professor McGonagall sighed and started talking again.

"If there is really no suitable candidate, can we apply to the Ministry of Magic? For example... to appoint an Auror?"

"This is also a bit difficult." Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows, "At least now it seems that our Minister Fudge doesn't trust me... that much."

Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses, her eyes became sharp, "Is it because of the Wizengamot before the summer vacation? You want to pass the Muggle Protection Act?"

"Maybe..." Dumbledore revealed some helplessness, "After all, Fudge is very close to the pure-blood family. Once this decree is promulgated, it will humiliate the pure-blood family."

"But due to my identity as the 'Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot', they can't directly deny me, so they let the drafter of the decree start to act and find substantial evidence."

"Is that so!" Professor McGonagall suddenly realized, "No wonder Arthur brought a group of Ministry of Magic staff to search Hogwarts during the summer vacation."